When I was little I refused to go to school, one day my mom just dragged me out off my bed and cut my hair in that morning, I know she got so much pressure after divorced with my dad, she needed to work so hard to feed two of her kids, but I also had a hard time at school, at the time, I realized I was g*y. After they divorced when I was 5, we lived with her mother in law, she also really mean to me, she will only be nice sometimes. My aunt came to our place and had a dinner with us sometimes, all I remember was that they were fighting some little things, ex.my mom will argue about my aunt wasnâ€™t coming over on time, talking s**t in front of my auntâ€™s face.
Few years ago my grandma (my momâ€™s mom)
passed away, I felt bad to say this, but all I can feel was release.
I donâ€™t like my family, the only thing I want to do is going to somewhere they canâ€™t contact me.